When they first began dating he barely discussed his work. In fact most of the time he tried to keep her away from anything violent, illegal, or unpleasant in any way. It didn't work of course but he tried anyway.

After awhile though, when they became more serious, she had become bothered by the fact that he wouldn't share anything with her. She respected his need to keep some of the horrible things he saw to himself, but she also felt like he was shutting her out of a whole part of his life….out of a whole part of himself.

So, they had come to a compromise—something they had gotten good at over the last few years. He would talk to her about work when he could and when he couldn't or didn't want to he would tell her that. And she wouldn't be offended either way. It worked for the both of them and in the end had only made their relationship stronger.

She'd taken to lying down in the afternoons when she could; the extra weight of her 6 month pregnant belly was hard on her back. She'd heard him come in and head straight for her and the moment he entered the bedroom she'd known that something was terribly wrong.

His eyes were filled with such pain that it physically hurt her to look at them. She knew that he'd been working on a child pornography ring for the last few months and somehow she knew just from looking at him that whatever he had found today had been very, very bad. She opened her mouth to say something, but then stopped and simply held her arms out to him.

He all but collapsed next to her, his hand coming up to cover her belly as he pillowed his head on her breasts. She ran her hands through his hair, murmuring soft words until she felt him relax. The rhythm of his breathing let her know that he was asleep.

She had no idea how long her slept, but it was long enough that eventually she must have fallen too. When she woke up it was to hear him whispering softly.

"And when you're old enough I'm going to teach you how to play baseball, I'm sure you'll be amazing at it. And your mom will play with us, and don't expect her to let you win because she never will, she'll make you do your best every time, won't give you an inch. But then she'll tell you how amazing you were at it. Your mom is so good at making everyone feel good about themselves—she's like this huge light and no matter how down you are she'll make it better, just by being around her."

He stopped and his hand rubbed her tummy slowly, "And no matter what happens I'm going to take care of you and your mom. No matter what you will always know how much we love you. I would do anything for you, I love you so much."

Cruz stopped talking suddenly and she could hear him crying softly. She tightened her arms around him and he looked up suddenly, started to see her awake.

"We love you too," she told him and held him against her as he let the pain of the day out.